Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 tahun old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother berkata to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the dipan, sofa to give her a hug.
“I cinta anda Daddy.”
“Love anda too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in cinta with.”
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 tahun old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother berkata to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the dipan, sofa to give her a hug.
“I cinta anda Daddy.”
“Love anda too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in cinta with.”
“Soda, ok, anda can come in now.” Ponyboy grinned. I was standing selanjutnya to him, and he was selanjutnya to Mickey Mouse.
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid kemeja and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” anda ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid kemeja and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” anda ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” anda say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? atau what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating jagung meletus, popcorn and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating jagung meletus, popcorn with the girl I love.”
And he kisses anda on the lips.
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” anda say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? atau what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating jagung meletus, popcorn and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating jagung meletus, popcorn with the girl I love.”
And he kisses anda on the lips.
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